Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

No matter what happened, no matter how Tang Xin felt in his heart, he would look at himself sincerely and seriously and explain to himself.

Two people understand and believe each other, so this marriage can go so far.

However, since Song Qinbei lost his memory, there was a whole memory between them, and there was no such feeling as before.

Did not expect that now, Tang Xin felt that kind of look again.

She smiles and takes song Qinbei's hand to go back. Her face is not as cold as it was just there.

"I asked ah Zhen to give you something to eat. Did you eat it?" Before Song Qinbei could answer, Tang Xin saw the food on the table, frowned and glared at Song Qinbei.

She stares at Song Qinbei, who is always fearless. He shakes his eyes, touches his nose, and dares not refute.

"Come on, eat."

"Well." Song Qinbei answered, then took Tang Xin and sat down together, "you accompany me."

"... good." How did she feel that the song Qinbei today was really strange, but she didn't think about it.

They didn't do anything intimate, and they didn't even sit close to each other. Just eating quietly, the atmosphere around them was much better than before.

As Tang Xin ate, her eyelids drooped. In a daze, she felt that song Qinbei picked her up, then fell into a soft mass, and soon fell asleep.

When I wake up again, it's already the light of the day and the warm sun all over the room.

Tang Xin got up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, and felt at ease where it was. He just touched the bed beside him, and Yu Wen. Song Qinbei should have just got up.

"Mommy ~" did not wait for Tang Xin to get out of bed, the door was pushed open, a small head first came in, saw her wake up, quickly ran over.

Hands and feet used to climb to the bed, and then sit on her legs, hugged her neck and began to coquetry: "Mommy, little glutinous rice miss you so much."

Rubbing her little head, Tang Xin laughed and waved to the three children outside to let them come together.

Holding the four children in his arms at the same time, Tang Xin was relieved. "Mom also misses you very much. OK, it's OK."

"Where's dad?"

Small glutinous rice stretched out a small short hand, pointed to the outside, just, song Qinbei carrying a lot of things back.

He opened the door. At that moment, Tang Xin seemed to see the God coming - even if the God only wore a simple coat and his hair was cleverly on his forehead.

But with deep eyebrows and eyes, wide shoulders and narrow waist, tall and handsome, it has the charm of a mature man. It's the type that makes people move.

Tang Xin came back and found that he was watching song Qinbei go crazy, and his face turned red uncontrollably.

"Have breakfast."

"Good ~" the children answered with one voice, and then rushed from Tang Xin's side. Six people sat around a table. The atmosphere was beautiful, which always made people feel that things have changed.

After breakfast, Tang Xin inquired the doctor and knew that song Qinbei was not in any serious health problem, so he was ready to go home.

But just out of the ward, the attending doctor in charge of Lindsey came towards them.

Tang Xin frowned slightly.

"Mr. Song, Mrs. song, Miss Lin's gauze today, are you... Ready to go back?"

Song Qinbei takes a look at Tang Xin and clenches her hand. Then, with a cold look in his eyes, the doctor almost knelt down.